Archive for Fox Terrier Glam

It couldn’t be any other way… I’ve met Mr Ford three times. He is charming without syropy language, elegant without the prima ballerina choreography, and funny, daringly funny. Now, in addition to sharing a liking for intellectual men, I am let known that we both own fox terriers with dashing British names. I shall mention this next time our paths cross, possibly orchestrated by Suzy Menkes.